1992, Weasley House

"All right, if you think you know better than Lockhart, you can go and get on with it and woe betide you if there's a single gnome in that garden when I come out to inspect it.* And Fred, George, I won't let you take Percy into the village."

Fred and George protested, and continued to grumble as the four walked down to the garden to degnome it.

"Percy?" Harry whispered to Ron as they fell behind. "Your brother?"

"No." Ron rolled his eyes. "Percy Jackson, you know, that Ravenclaw who hangs out with Hermione?"

Harry's brows furrowed. "But.. Why would he be meeting up with the twins?"

"Percy's mom met mum at King's Cross last year, and mum invited them over for the last week of summer, cause they live in America. The twins think that he's awesome apparently. I don't see what so great about him."

"Wait, isn't that the kid who would freeze people?"

"Yeah. Bloody bonkers if you ask me."

"That's what makes him brilliant!" George winked at them "Best kid your age there is, no offense Harry"

"Oí!"

"Eh." Fred ruffled Ron's head. "You're okay."

The four spent a while degnoming the garden before heading back inside.

Those days at the Weasley's were the best Harry had had. He spent the days playing quidditch with Ron, Fred, and George, and usually came back inside with flushed cheeks, only to gorge himself on Mrs. Weasley's cooking. Nothing changed, until two people arrived at the Burrow. Harry had slept in, and was woken up by the smell of food and Mrs Weasley's welcoming cries. Harry stumbled out of bed, his messy hair a rat's nest. As he descended the stairs, he saw a boy his age's head being ruffled up by Fred and George.

"Hey, hey!" Percy's voice was muffled.

Fred clapped his hand on Percy's shoulder. "Wow someone is feeling the Ravenclaw pride, I'm offended- Gryffindor for the win!"

Percy twisted the blue and bronze bracelet on his wrist. "Well I'm outnumbered aren't I?" Percy smiled crookedly up at him, and leaned against his mother as he wrenched himself away from the twins. "This is my mom guys, she's cool."

Percy's mom hugged him. Percy finally saw Harry at the base of the stairs. "Oh hey Potter, how are you? Didn't know you'd be here" Percy's mom elbowed his side. "Oh I mean it's great to see you here, what a pleasant surprise!"

The twins laughed and dragged Percy away outside, most likely to plan more pranks.

Harry slid over to the table and sat down by Ron, and tried to eat his eggs without eavesdropping.

"Oh Sally you must be so hungry!"

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley."

"It's Molly, dear" Mrs Weasley continued to bustle around the kitchen, pulling out an extra plate and charge for Sally. "My husband is at work I'm afraid, but this is my son Ron, and his friend Harry. I believe they are I'm the same year as your son." She gestured to the two of them. "You met Fred and George, my twins, I have a Percy myself, he's up in his room working on homework, and my daughter Ginny is still sleeping."

"You have a wonderful family, Molly."

"Thank you" Mrs Weasley beamed. "But enough about me, what about you?"

Harry tried to talk to Ron quietly, for he didn't want to eavesdrop on the adults' conversation, but he couldn't help himself.

"Well, it's mostly me and Percy"

"Mostly?"

Sally played with her food. "My husband."

"Oh! Why doesn't he come over too? We can-"

"No!" Sally took a slow breath. "No, no it's alright, he doesn't need to come."

Mrs Weasley shot Sally a concerned glance before diverting the topic. "I imagine you're tired from the time difference?"

"Very much so, I don't know how Percy has so much energy."

"Where are you from?" Ron asked Sally through a mouth full of food. "'Ercy an' you 'ave a strange accent."

"Ron!"

"It's okay," Sally smiled at Ron. "We're from New York, United States of America."

Ron swallowed his food "then why doesn't Percy go to school in America?"

"I wanted him to go to Hogwarts, I loved it when I went."

"You went to Hogwarts? When did you graduate? Why did you go to America?"

Sally's eyes barely showed any sign of her hesitance and sadness "1979, and I moved because of the war."

"Did you go to school with my parents?" Harry's voice was quite. "I think they went to school at the same time?"

Sally looked at Harry. "Yes, I did." She turned back to Mrs Weasley. "If you don't mind, is there somewhere I could sleep? I'm exhausted, jet lag and all."

"Of course, I'll show you to your room," Mrs Weasley and Sally walked out of the kitchen. "What is Jet lag? Is it a sickness? Are you okay?"

Sally laughed. "No no, it's what the muggles call it when you go to a different country and the time is different."

"Oh, what a fun word. Why is it called that?"

Ron turned to Harry as they heard the laughter float back to them. "That bloody strange. Jetlug?"

Harry nodded, not bothering to correct Ron. He was right about the strangeness though. Percy's mom knew his parents, and by Merlin, Harry was going to take that chance to learn about them.

1977, Hogwarts

"It's not safe!"

"I don't care!"

"Sally please, he'll come for you and you'll either die or be forced into his ranks! Stay with Andromeda or Ted, or better yet, come with me to James' place! You're welcome to; and the Potters are powerful!"

Sally scoffed. "That just puts all of you in more danger. And Andromeda just had a baby, I'm not risking Nymphadora."

"Still, Hogwarts is the safest place right now!"

"I'm 17 Sirius. In 4 months, as soon as school gets out, they're coming for me anyway, and do you think that He gives a damn that I've still got a year of schooling left?"

Sirius pulled at his hair. "Salm! Please! It's not safe!"

"I'd rather get a head start than be a sitting duck. Don't you understand Sirius? You want to go after them too!"

"Not now! Not when we have so much to learn, not when we can still be safe!"

Sally grabbed her trunk and paused before she appeared away. She dropped it unexpectedly and ran forward to hug Sirius.

"I'm sorry, but I have to do this."

"I know. Just… please, stay safe."

Sally broke away and stepped outside of the Hogwarts boundary line. The castle shimmered like a mirage and Sally apperated away. Sirius stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes watering as he stared at the spot Sally had vanished. Sirius had just lost another family member that he cared about. He straightened his shoulders. He'd make a stronger effort to protect Regulus, anything for his brother.

1978, El Barbudo

Sally watched her wand roll back and forth across the small desk as she tried to write.

Dear Andy,

How is your family? Is Nymphadora behaving? I'm desperate for news, you must tell me- has my family realized yet? How did they react? Have you talked to Sirius lately? If you see him, tell him I'm on my way far away from England, it's too dangerous for me to pen him. I don't think he realizes he's being watched as well. I have faith that we'll be fine, and you should too.

Many kisses,

Sally

Sally stared at the letter for a little while before she grabbed her wand and set the letter on fire. Sally doused the letter in water, and swept up the ashes. She opened the porthole and breathed in the salty air. "What was I thinking?" Sally muttered to herself. She dumped the ashes into the ocean. She sat on her bunk. Someone was whistling in the hallway. "Ugh." Sally flopped onto her back. "What am I going to do?"

She grabbed a book off her stack on the bedside table, and started to read if for what felt like the thousandth time.

"Remote Magical Places in the Wizarding World

Chapter 5, The United States of America

Despite being a First World muggle country, the USA has a incredibly scarce magical population. The Magical Congress of the United States (MACUSA) forbids interaction between wizards and muggles (see page 93). Most wizards live in hidden Magical communities, and many are schooled at the famed Ilvermorny (see page 107). For the wizard aspiring to escape the hustle and bustle of European magic, the United States provide-"

Sally closed the book. One didn't realize how boring being on the run could be. She fiddled a bit more with her family ring, paced the room, and stared out the porthole a bit more. She buried her head in her pillow, sighing. Only one more week until they reached land, she could do this. Regardless, it sure beat family gatherings.

1992, The Burrow

Percy poked George. "Why don't Harry and Ron talk to me?"

George gave him a strange look. "I don't know, cause they're gits… well Ron is."

Percy sighed and put his chin in his hands. "I want to get along with him."

"I know you do. Hey, you're welcome to play with us today."

"Woah. No way, you know how I feel about heights. Plus, I don't even have a broom."

"We'll lend you one."

"Erm, no thanks. I'm good."

George stood up as Harry waved him over. "We're starting. See ya later."

Percy watched the Quidditch match for a little while before he wandered inside the Burrow. He plopped down in one of the chairs in the living room. His mom was writing.

"Hey mom?

"Hm?"

"Why do you have to go back?"

Sally put her pen down on top of her book. "Sorry?"

"I mean, you could just stay here! In the wizarding world! You don't ever have to go back to Smelly Gabe! And you can fight back, why don't

you? We're wizards!"

"Percy.."

Percy started talking rapid fire. "We could obliviate him! Professor Snape mentioned it one day when we were discussing the theory behind the

forgetfulness potion. Erase his memory of us! I can help out in Hogsmeade, my friend Grover, he's my age and he works in Honeydukes! I've been researching. Professor Mcgonagall showed me this spell-"

"Percy, we can't."

"But mom I-"

"I know you don't like him Percy, but Gabe is good for us."

"No he's not! Mom-"

"One would think you're a Gryffindor. Think it through baby, I don't stay with Gabe just because. If I knew we'd be better off without him, we wouldn't stay."

"Mom.."

Sally sat down next to Percy. She pulled him close and stroked his hair. "Is this what you've been so nervous to talk about?"

Percy nodded his head, sniffling.

"Honey, I know you don't like him. I know that he's not the best. But, you need to trust me. Gabe is good to us in ways you won't understand, not for some time. You don't need to worry about me, I can protect myself. I know you want to, but you need to take care of yourself. Focus on your studies, prove to the world that Perseus Jackson is a force to be reckoned with. I know you can do that." Sally laid a kiss on his head. "Right now, we're staying with the Weasley's, and they are a wonderful family. Focus on the present, don't let the past restrain you. Have fun here."

Percy nodded.

"How about this, we'll go upstairs to pack your bags for Hogwarts, and then we'll make some hot chocolate and cookies, the muggle way. I'm sure Mrs. Weasley won't mind."

"Okay."

Sally stood up. "The faster we finish, the faster we get cookies!"

Percy grinned. "What are we waiting for then?"

I do not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson. The part of the story that is makes with * belongs to JK Rowling.